one sunday mornin
you're acting crazy
your eyes they looked foreign
you're out by the daisies
one sunday mornin
you're acting crazy again
you smoked with a grin
you were huffin profusely
you spit in the wind
then tried to seduce me
one sunday mornin
you're acting crazy my friend
a love letter set on fire
a tire swing in a tree
and if you can't lean on delilah
you can lean, you can lean on me
one sunday mornin
you're acting crazy
we went out for breakfast
and you tried to save me
one sunday mornin
you acted crazy again
you chewed first then spit
you were folding your pancakes
you licked your lips for a bit
and fingered yourself with mayonaise
one sunday mornin
some sunday mornin
one sunday mornin
you're acting crazy again
a love letter set on fire
a tire swing from a tree
but in this crazy world
you can lean, you can lean on me
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